"No matter how you feel, get up, dress, show up, and never give up." I read this quot on Instagram and these words make me company in the last month. I understand you, my dad does not pass when I'm 8, now I'm 27 and I do not live any day without him being in my mind, my girlfrend left me and my country is chaos and I live migration in my own skin. The change of life, sometimes is good and in another time is a shit, stay focused and have the right attitude, your moma will be proud of you. Bless my brother, a hug.
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